The Patton courier. (Patton, Cambria Co., Pa.) 1893-1936, October 13, 1905, Image 2

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SWINGING ON TH
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Lye see a Jisture painted. 1 can smell the drying hay
usy mowers rattle through the lazy summer's day;
GATE
: on see the hungry plowboy wading through the billowed corn,
ith expectant ear to windward, list'ning to the dinner horn;
While unconscious of necessity, the future or of fate,
make wondrous childish journeys as I swing upon the gate.
Strange how back among the many recollections of the past
Memory will grope and wander till it brings to us at last
Some poor, foolish, fond remembrance, seeming hardly worth the while
Yet somehow made wondrous potent, like a tender passin
smile,
i Fleeting, gone, and soon forgotten—yet remembered by and by
With a swelling in the bosom and a dimming of the eye,
Now my temples fast are graying and my eyes have sober grown
With the years of varied hapiines and sorrow I have known;
Still I sometimes hear the echo, when the evening lights are low
And without my darkened casement ghostly breezes eerie
Of the friendly, rusty rattle of the
low,
latchet as when late
In the hazy, lazy summertime we swung upon the gate,
«well Otus Reese, in Leslie's Weekly.
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The Captain of the Fire-Brieade,
By WINIFRED KIRKLAND.
©O3& I is hard to tell why we dis-
¥ liked the self-government
0 © idea so much at first. I
suppose it was because we
thought it was Esther Hor-
! neck’s idea. And we dis-
liked Esther Horneck. It is a little
hard after you have been three years
in a school, and you and your “crowd”
have had things pretty much your own
way, to have a new girl come in and
turn everything topsyturvy.
Esther started a dramatic society and
a debating society and a literary soci-
ety the first month. Imagine the work!
And also she talked self-government.
She had two sisters in college, and did
not see why boarding-schools should
not have self-government like colleges.
Now self-government is not any fun,
at least, that is what we thought then.
So long as you have a teacher to watch
and see that you do not break the rules
all you have to do is just to see that
you do not get caught. But if you are
on your honor, then you have to keep
every rule all the time.
Now Esther is attractive and enthu-
siastic, and she was very popular with
all the new girls, and with the faculty,
too. And she talked and talked, until
at last Mrs. Sinclair herself said we
might try self-government, that is, try
it in some particular first.
Our crowd did not want it, but
Esther's crowd got the majority. All
of us old girls were angry enough to
find that the school was going to be
run by a majority. We did not think
it was fair. At the school meeting,
when it was all decided, Esther's
crowd was beaming. They bad heard
that Mrs. Sinclair was going to let us
have self-government, and the ques-
tion was, What should be the thing in
which we were to make the xeperiment
first?
Should it be promptness at meals, or
going to bed at ten, or order at opening
exercises, or what? Some people said
that Esther had a grand, new idea’
about this, too. In a racket of clapping,
Esther got up to speak.
She does speak well. Her eyes get
shiny and her cheeks get red, and she
certainly can talk. Sometimes you al-
most forget that it is Esther.
She said a lot first about what a
grand thing self-government is, how
much more womanly it is to watch our-
selves than to allow ourselves just to
be watched. She said that the colleges
bad shown how well girls could govern
thewaselves, and why could not board-
ing-schools follow their example?
Of course, she said, we were not to
have che entire discipline of the schooi
at first. But if we showed that we
could manage some one department of
school government, then we could go
and take up others. .
Pretty soon she came to her proposal
as to what this department should be,
and what do you think she proposed?
A fire-drill, of ali nuisances!
She said we ought to have a system-
atic fire-drill. It was dangerous not to
have an organized fire-brigade in such
a large school. Of course, as this was
Esther's idea, it was cheered by
Esther's crowd, made into a motion,
woted on and carried before we had a
chance to turn round.
Then Esther rose and talked some
more. There was a good deal of talk
in the school, she said, about the diff-
erent cliques, and how unfortunate it
was that they should pull apart as they
did. She said that in history they
called cliques parties and fac
we all knew how injurious
to good government. It wa
same with a school. She wis
when it came to school questions we
could put aside our personal opinions,
and care more for the school than for
ourselves. .
Esther sat down in a perfect storm
of cheers, but everybody was not cheer-
ing and clapping, although it sounded
dike it. I saw Natalie Jewett getting
ready to clap, but I frowned at her,
and she did not dare.
So we were in for fire-drills. And
Esther herself was in for chief firecap-
tain.
Perhaps you think you would have
liked it! To be sitting peacefully study-
ing in study hour, with three “quizzes”
ahead for the next day, and one of
Carol Turner's 2 a. m. spreads behind
you, and then to hear whiz, bang,
clang! All the corridor bells breaking
loose together! You dropped your
books, rushed to your room. clapped
down the windows, banged the tran-
som, snatched up a towel, slammed the
door and flew into the hall. There,
every twenty feet, a girl would be
standing, repeating like a cuckoo-clock:
“Rally on third corridor north!” or
“Rally in the dining-room!” or “Rally
in main hall, first floor!”
And you must instantly fall into or-
derly line, and march to the aforemen-
ions, and
tioned destination, wherever it might
happen to be, and you must be perfect-
ly quiet in the line, and obey your cor-
ridor captain just as if she had been a
teacher, or Esther would be after her—
and after you!
And Esther allowed just one hun-
dred and twenty-five seconds between
the first clanging of the corridor beli
and the assembling of the entire
school at the rally, and if you were
late! We did not much enjoy being
scolded and ordered about by Esther
and Esther's corridor , captains, just
girls like ourselves!
Sometimes the drill would come at
night, perhaps just after we were all in
bed, and out we would all have to
scramble, and rush to the raliy, kim-
onos and towels and hair all flying,
As likely as not, this evening parade
would end on the fire-wall staircase.
There was one at each end of the build-
ing,where the wings join the main cor-
ridor. The staircase is a little narraw,
winding affair of iron, and it is shut
in by iron walls, and has sliding doors
of sheet iron on every floor. The fire-
wall stairs are chilly and narrow—
there's just room to go down in single
file. Sometimes, no matter how sleepy
and cross we were, Esther would keep
us marching up and down those stairs,
and actually out-of-doors when we got
to the bottom, until I really believe
we could have done it in our sleep.
It grew to be awful tiresome. I be-
lieve even some of the teachers
thought Esther was too energetic, and
went to Mrs. Sinclair about it; but she
would not interfere, and she would not
let any of the teachers be present at a
fire-drill. We were to have it all our
own way, or rather Esther was to
have it all her own way.
You may imagine our crowd was not
very nice to Esther at this time. But
no matter what you did or said to
Esther, she never seemed to notice; she
was so full of her old notions about
self-government and school spirit and
the fire-brigade that she did not seem
to feel anything for herself at all
One night a lot of our girls were in
my room, and we just decided then and
there that we would not put up with
it any longer. The next time those
old bells rang for fire-drill, we would
not go. Who in the world could make
us?
We did not have long to wait. That
very night, just as I had fallen te
sleep, all those bells suddenly went off
like mad. Sheer force of habit pulled
me out of bed and into my kimono,
still too sleepy to know what I was
doing.
I was taking up my towel when 1
remembered our resolution, and sat
down on the edge of the bed wide
awake and determined not to budge.
I found afterward that exactly twenty
girls were acting in just the same way,
all our third centre corridor, in fact,
I could hear the girls scurrying out
over our heads. Out in our corridor 1
could hear the hall guards repeating,
“Rally on the third north, fire-wall
stai Fire-wall stairs, and it was
as cold as Christmas!
Pretty soon came a pounding at the
doors. Nancy Voorhees, our corridor
captain shouted:
“Girls, girls, wake up! Didn't you
Lear the bells? Where are you?”
Then the doors began to open.
You are awake!” cried Nancy.
“Oh,
“Do
Naney's face look
“What is the matter, girls?”
We began to come out of our rooms
and gathered together. *We
coming!” I said.
Nancy looked at us, then turned and
flew. An instant afterward we saw
Esther's red bath-robe come scudding
down the corridor toward us. She
stopped a second because Miss p
ton had appeared, and had said in her
usual fussy way:
“Can I help you, Esther?
Esther laughed back at her.
“No, indeed, Miss Edgerton. We are
not used to havin u at fire-drills.
The poor little dears might think it
was a real fire if you came.”
Then Esther stood before us, her red
bath-robe tied in tight :
4
aren't
her long braids falling over her
ders, I shall never forget hey, {
was all ablaze with color, and her eyes
were like steel, and her
ular Napoleonic set.
going to make us go!
If she had ordered us to go then, 1
do not know what would have hap-
pened—for we would not have moved.
Then her face changed. I never saw
any face look quite so sweet; it was as
if all the self in it just went out,
“Girls,” she said, “won't you please
come? I'm not ordering, I'm just ask-
ing, just as a favor, this once, please.”
And we went, but we were pretty
ps had a reg-
At first she was
sulky.
We marched to the third-floor fire
wall staircase, The fire-wall doors on
the third bad been drawn; one of them
was loft open just enough Jor us to
squeeze through to the little dark, cold
staircase, The door down on the first
floor, leading right out-of-doors, was
open, and the wind whistled up,
Half the girls were already down
and out when we started from the top,
Esther was at the very end, as usual
As we went down, she called in that
ringing voice of hers:
“When you get down, shut the fire-
wall doors into the first-floor corridor!”
She was ordering us again! “Let's
not!” I said to the girls behind me, and
we did not. Esther was still on the
third floor. We were all shivering in
the night air outside at the bottom,
Esther opened the window, just as she
was about to start down, and called,
“Is everybody down safe?”
“Yes,” somebody answered,
We could see Esther just as she put
her hand on the dbdor to squeeze
through to the stairway. Then there
was a sudden report and roar, and a
great sheet of flame went sucking up
the fire-wall stairs as if through a
great funnel!
It was a real fire! It had spread from
the cellar to the first floor, and there,
fanned by the wind from the open
door, it had licked its way through the
corridor doors we had left open!
And where was Esther? We looked.
We did not make a sound. Only Na-
taiie turned, covered her eyes, and laid
her head on my shoulder. I could feel
her shiver all over. It seemed as if in
an instant all the wing was ablaze,
Then we saw Esther! We saw her
running, running, past window after
window. But flames ran, too, over her
and under her. It all depended on
whether she could reach the main stair-
case before they did! The main stair-
case is only of wood. She reached it.
She got down. She was not hurt a
bit. Only when she saw her, Natalie
and I both sank down on the ground.
I felt as if I was going to faint.
Esther came right over to us. “Why
didn’t you shut those doors?’ she
asked.
We did not answer, but Esther knew
why. Suddenly her face began to work
so queerly, there in the red light of the
fire.
“If the fire had come a minute sooner
when you were all on the stairs!” she
said, and she put out her hands as if
she could not see, and were feeling for
something. Then Mrs. Sinclair stepped
out from somewhere, and put her arms
round her.
The fire was not so bad as it looked
at first, and the slow old Mayside Hose
Company did arrive, and put it out
after a while. About thirty of us had
to board in the village for the rest of
the year, but now we are all under one
roof again.
We have self-government this year,
and Esther is president. The vote for
self-government was unanimous, and
so was the vote for president. It was
the first time anything unanimous ever
happened in this school.—Youth’s Com-
panion.
Expensive Practical Jokes.
“A practical joke,” said Barney Old-
field, the automobilist, “was played on
me last season. I had my revenge,
though. "The practical joke took the
form of a telegram. It was a telegram
from a friend of mine traveling in
Italy. It came ‘collect; it cost me $7,
"and when I opened it all I read was:
“I am well’
“To get back on my friend for play-
ing such an expensive trick on me I
went out into the road and found a
cobblestone. . I wrapped this stone in
excelsior and pink paper, sealed it up
in a handsome box, and sent it by ex-
press, ‘coliect, to my friend abroad.
It cost my friend $8 for the box, and
on opening it he found, along with the
stone, a note from me that said:
“‘On receipt of the news that you
were in good health the accompanying
load rolled off my heart.” ”—New York
Tribune.
Early Risers.
A student of bird life, who has heen
investigating the question as to the
hour in summer when the conmnonest
small birds wake up and begin to sing,
says that the greenfinch is the earliest
riser, as it sings about 1.30 o'clock in
the morning. The blackcap begins at
2.30, and the quail half an hour later.
It is nearly 4 o'clock, and the sun is
well up, before the first real songster
appears—the merry blackbird. Then
comes the thrush, followed by the
robin and the wien, and last, the house
sparrow and the tomtit,
Thus it will be seen that the lark’s
reputation as an early riser is not de-
served,
Danger in Mirrors,
The building inspector's office is op-
posed to the mirror-lined elevators of
the city, but no action has been taken
for the removal of the mirrors, al-
though the new code forbids the use of
looking glasses in elevator cage con-
struction,
“They are usually placed at such au
angle that a woman stepping up to one
blocks the pas way,” said he. “Of-
ten she will forget that a portion of
Ler skirt protrudes beyond the grating
and accidents occur in this way. Not
only women but men are attracted by
mirrors and are inclined to grow for
getful of personal safety.”—Cleveland
Dispatch to the Chicago Tribune,
Feminine Veracity.
“Women are as a whole less truthful
than men.”
since she 1s a woman, of course, her
statement may not be true. But she
does not mean to be unkind. If women
are “less truthful” it is, as you have
no doubt already divined, men’s fault.
“An ordinary woman,” she explains,
“trained to keep some one or other in
authority in a good temper, cannot be
expected to be as frank or as reliable
as a man.”—London Telegraph,
J
So says a woman, and!
NOT FOR SALE.
An OId Man's Wealth of Aftection Fo»
- His Son.
The man who had taken a fancy to
the old Maine farmhouse, surrounded
by its acres of rolling green, sat on the
back porch with the aged owner and
his housekeeper, As delicately as pos.
gible he broached the subject of sale,
He knew that the farmer had a son in
New York who was prospering, and he
mentioned this, the New York Sun
says, as an inducement for the old gen-
tleman to make the trade.
The old farmer shook his head deter
minedly.
“That's the very reason,” he sald,
“that I don't want to sell. If it wasn't
for that boy 1 might be tempted to let
the old place go.
“It's this way,” he continued, in a
subdued tone. “He was born here. He
went to school not more than three
miles from here, He knows every path
in the woods. He has played all over
this ground as far as your eyes can see,
«Just across the field over there is
the family burying ground. His mother
and brother and sister are all there,
side by side.
“I guess you're right when you Say
he won't want to come back. He's got
to be quite a eity man, and 1 never
expect to see him come back here to
live. Perhaps ’tisn’t natural that he
should.
“I havea't never asked him to come
back, and I don’t think I ever shall.”
The old voice shook a little, then went
steadily on: “But some of these days,
when he gets along where I am now,
maybe he'll get tired.
“Of course he'll have his own home in
the city by that time, where he can sit
down and take it easy. I hope so.
But after that it may be some consola-
tion to him to know that he'll be sent
back here—to lie beside mother and me
and the others. That's why the farm
isn't for sale.”
WORDS OF WISDOM.
They that stand high have many
blasts to shake them.—Shakespere.
Woll-gathering wits never get to-
gether enough to make them any
cloth.
A man can trust God with his affairs
when he remembers that he is God's
trustee.
The will of God is soon forgotten
when you get anxious about keeping
the good will of men.
Some men are willing to pass the
bag on Sunday so as to keep their
hands in for the week.
Every man may be born with his
feet in the dust, but he is born with a
heart that longs for the Divine.
If you would be happy with your
work you must make it a comrade
and not a taskmaster.— Nonpareil.
Faith is a noble thing; it soars high;
it can read love in God's heart when
His face frowns.—James Renwick.
Cultivating the fruits of the spirit—
love, joy, peace, temperance—which
are the different departments of the
kingdom, is the most needed work in
the world.—Mary McA. Tuttle.
The face is made every day by its
morning prayer and by its morning
look out of the windows which open
upon heaven. All grace and noble-
ness grow as they are used for God
in heaven and truth on earth.—Joseph
arker.
A Book’s Importance in Russia.
People here are So accustomed to
regard Russia as an illiterate land that
they will probably be surprised to learn
that a popular book at a low price has
been known to reach a sale of 2,000,000
copies within a few months of its ap-
pearance. Such is the avidity with
which the Slav reader seizes upon
what appeals to him.
In no other country, moreover, have
writers been called upon to suffer for
their literary opinions as in Russia.
The story of many of them is a veri-
table martyrdom. Novikoff, the first
modern writer, whom the Metropolitan
of Moscow termed “the best Christian
he ever knew,” was immured for fif-
teen years in the Schlusselberg, and
came out a broken man. Labzin was
imprisoned and exiled. Radischeff in
exile ended his own life by suicide.
Ryleef was hanged, with five other
lesser writers, by Nicholas I. Push.
kin would have died in exile but for
| being killed in a duel, and Lermontoft
was also killed when in exile, at the
age of seven-and-twenty. Odoevskly
was condemned to 1000 strokes with
the bastinado and twenty-five years’
service in a penal regiment, and a simi-
lar fate was reserved for Shevchenko.
The list could be extended to cover a
page or two.—London Telegraph.
A Plague of Alien ¥lies.
During the last few days millions of
flies have made their appearance
around Cardiff docks. James street, an
important thoroughfare, is so beset that
pedestrian traffic has been diverted to
other streets. Policemen and dock em-
ployes were attacked so vigorously by
the flies that they were forced to take
shelter in the watch-houses, and shops
keepers are complaining bitterly of the
harm done to their stock and trade.
The authorities state that the flies,
which are of a foreign species, with
long bodies, crawling slowly and biting
madly, first made their appearance
during a southerly wind on Sunday.—
London Mail, :
Where Living Comes High.
The Bullfrog Miner gives its readers
the following list of prices prevailing
in that Nevada camp: Lumber, $130
per 1000; wood, $30 per cord; coal, $80
per ton; hay, $90 per ton; flour, $7.50
per cwt.; eggs, 60c. per dozen; bacon,
25¢.; ham, 25c.; good steak, 30c, per
pound; potatoes, 8c. per pound; butter,
40c, per pound; sugar, 8 pounds for $1;
tea, per pound, 60c.; coffee, per pound,
40c.; meals, 75c.; beds, $1 per night;
saddle horse, per day, $4; shave, 25c.;
haircut, 50c.; freight from railroad, 3c.
to 4c. per pound,
The oldest belfry in America is the
seven century old fir tree, eight feet
thick, that forms the spire of St
Peter's Cliureh, Tacoma, which is used
tor the bell of the church,
After promising to get some fish for
dinner, Max Hartmann, having gone
mad, went to the Hamburg Zoo, re-
moved a young alligator from a pond
and took it home for his wife to cook.
A large lump of butter has been
found buried in an Irish bog. No one
knows how old it is. It is thought
that it is at least one hundred years
old, possibly ten centuries. The but.
ter is said to be in excellent condition.
Statistics show that more people live
to be one hundred years old in warm
climates than in northern countries.
In Mexico there are many centen-
ariang, for in towns not forty miles
from the capital are not a few men
and women beyond the one hundred
year line.
A square foot of uncovered pipe,
filled with steam at one hundred pound
pressure, will radiate and dissipate in
a year the heat obtained by the econ-
omic combustion of 398 pounds of
coal. Thus ten square feet of bare
pipe corresponds approximately to the
waste of two tons of coal per annuin.
A hotel which cost the builder $13.-
000 six years ago at Kettle alls,
Wash., has been sold for $200, and a
number of town lots were sold at
from five cents to $25 each. The sale
was made by the County Commission-
ers on foreclosure for delinquent
taxes, and marked the end of a boom
town.
The snake's tongue proves to be a
most remarkable organ. A Maryland
woman student finds that its chief
function is connected with a sense of
feeling without touch, and may be a
finer development of the sense that
enables some people to avoid striking
obstacles in the dark. The forked tip
and the numerous behind it
greatly increase the surface exposure.
The cells of the epidermis ¢
laced by a net work of extromely fine
s, which centre in a deep
beneath the epirdermis
and extending out into the folds.
foids
DUCK HUNTING IN JAPAN,
Artificiality Combined With Nature In
Capturing the Birds.
Marquis Kuroda's pond is some ten
acres in extent. Around its entire eir-
cumference a great moundlike wall
some fifteen feet in height has been
thrown up, and upon its summit and
slopes a dense canchrake has been
planted, which rises some thirty feet
more in the air, and absolutely cuts off
all vision of the interior expanse of
water. At intervals of some thirty
yards, for half the circumference of the
circle and on the landward side, ditches
about six feet deep and five feet wide
have been dug. These ditches with the
waters of the lake some eighteen inches
deep in them, are about a hundred
feet long, banked with earth and
sodded on each side, some three feet
above the surface of the surrounding
land. Where they enter the lake two
right-angled turns are made, which as-
sure a complete screening of the lake
from any outside view, or vice versa.
A thousand tame ducks are kept in
this lake to decoy the wild ones into
the byway feeding ditches.
When the. ducks once enter the ditch
and begin feeding, the warden pulls the
bell-wire and warns the host and his
guests at the house several hundred
yards away, and, as the birds approach,
he pulls a second string, which con-
nects with and closes a light wire gate
where the ditch debouches into the
lake. The duck are thus trapped in a
deep, narrow ditch, from which they
have no escape e pt in upward flight.
The netsmen hurry to cither side of
the bank-protected ditch, and line up
along its entire length, with their long-
poled nets held rigidly and their ey
fixed on the cut in the earth. A Ww
den creeps to the rear end of the ditch
and cautiously peeps over. With a
series of fr tened squawks and a
splashing and ping of many wings,
the terrified like bullets
from the water: the nets sweep through
the air and are brought bottom side
up on the rearward na few of
the most lucky are found to have a
threshing, loudly quac g duck en-
meshed therein. William Didwiddie,
in Harper's Weekly
ds rise
The Ailments of Rails.
A curious phenomenon observed on
railways in India is reported by Mr.
Wilkinson, an Id 3 engineer, and
noted in La Nature. Says that journal:
“At the end of a certa
presents a series of protube
the rolling surf: ed about 5 mil-
limetres (1-5 inch) apart and 1-19 mil-
limetre (.04 inch) high. This arises
from an excessive elasticity of the
metal; under the influence of the vi-
bration, ‘nodes and loops’ are produced
and the ‘loops’ wear away more quickly
than the nodes by contact with the
rails.—Literary Digest.
China's Wealth of Coal,
According to an estimate issued by
the British Royal Commission China
has 282,000 square miles of coal pro-
ducing lands, the United States 200,-
000, Canada 65,000, Great Britain 12,-
000, France 3000 and Germany 1700.
With all its claims of ancient civiliza-
tion, China has never yet wakened up
to the productive uses of coal, though
it seems to have more of it than exists
in any other country.—St. Louis Globe-
. Democraty
Marketing Yotato Crops, -
In line with the classic case of the
oyster shippers, cited by President
Hadley of Yale University in his book
on Railroad Transportation, Is the case
of the Aroostook potato growers
brought hy President Tuttle of the
Boston & Maine Railroad before the
Senate Committee on Interstate Come
merce, Nothing could better show how
a railrond works for the Interest of
the localities which it serves,
A main dependence of the farmers of
the Aroosteok region is the potato
crop, aggregating annually eight to
ten million bushels which find a mar-
ket '~rgely in Boston and the adjacent
thickly settled regions of New Eng-
land, The competition of cheap water
transportation from Maine to all points
along the New England coast keeps
railroad freight rates on these poth-
toes always at a very low level,
Potatoes are also a considerable out
put of the truck farms of Michigan,
their normal market being obtained in
and through Detroit and Chicago and
other communities of that region,
Not many years ago favoring sun and
rains brought a tremendous yield of
potatoes from the Michigan fields, At
normal rates and prices there would
have been a glut of the customary mar-
kets and the potatoes would have rot-
ted on the farms. To help the potato
growers the railroads from Michigan
made unprecedentedly low rates om
potatoes to every reachable market,
even carrying them in large quantities
to a place so remote as Boston. The
Aroostook growers bad to reduce the
rrice on their potatoes and even then
could not dispose of them unless the
Boston & Maine Railroad reduced its
already low rate, which it did. By,
means of these low rates, making pos
sible low prices, the potato crops of
both Michigan and Maine were finally,
marketed. Everybody eats potatoes,
and that year everybody had all the
potatoes he wanted.
While the Michigan railroads made
rates {hat would have been ruinous to
the railroads, had they been applied to
the movement of all potatoes at all
times, to all places, they helped their
patroas to find markets for them. The
Boston & Maine Railroad suffered a de-
crease in its revenue from potatoes,
but it enabled the Aroostook farmers
to market their crop and thereby to
obtain money which they spent for
ths varied supplies which the rail-
roads brought to them. If the making
of rates were subject to Governmental
adjustment such radical and prompt
action could never have been taken,
because it is well established that if a
rate be once reduced by a railroad
company it cannot be restored through
the red tape of Governmental proced-
ure. 1f the Michigan railroads and the
Boston & Maine Railroad had been
gubjected to Governmental limitation
they would have felt obliged to keep
up their rates as do the railroads of
France and England and Germany un
der Governmental limitation and let
the potatoes rot.—Exchange.
Gloves and Microbes.
It was noticed in Paris when King
Edward was there that he always ap-
peared in public with the right hand, -
gloved, but not his left. As it is a
common practice to carry the right
glove loose and not the left, much
speculation has been excited by the
king's reversal of this custom. One
learned writer suggests that it is due
to a sound perception of hygienic pro-
priety. The object of a glove, he
says, is not to adorn but to protect
the hand. Which hand has the more
constant employment and is therefore
brought ‘into closer contact with mi-
crobes? Why, the right hand. It
follows that in keeping that hand
gloved the King shows his unfailing
sense. Vive le Roi!—London Chron-
icle.
UNSIGHTLY BALD SPOT
Caused by Sores on Neck=DMerciless Jtch-
ing For Two Years Made Him Wild
—~Another Cure by Cuticura.
“For two years my neck was covered
with sores, the humor spreading to my
hair, which fell out, leaving an unsightly
bald spot, and the soreness, inflammation
and merciless itching made me wild,
Friends advised Cuticura Soap and Oint-
ment, and after a few applications the tor-
ment subsided, to my great joy. The sores
saon disappeared, and my hair grew again,
as thick and healthy as ever. I shall al-
wa recommend Cuticura. (Signed) H.
J. Spalding, 104 W. 104th St., N. Y. City.”
Associated Press Censorship.
Seven hundred ne pers, repre-
senting every - conceivable view of
every public question, sit in judgment,
the Associated Press dispatches.
A representative of each of these
p has a vote in the election of
the management. Every editor is
jealously watching every line of the
report. It must be obvious that any
serious departure from an honest and
impartial service would arouse a
storm of indignation which would
overwhelm any administration.—Cent-
ury
nnon
1Ders
LASTING RELIEF.
J. W. Walls, Super
intendent of Streets,
of Lebanon, Ky.
y J says:
“My nightly rest was broken, owing
to irregular action of the kidneys. I
was suffering intensely from severe
pains in the small of my back and
through the kidneys and annoyed by
painful passages of abnormal secre.
tions. No amount of doctoring relieved
this condition. 1 took Doan’s Kidney
Pills and experfenced quick and lasting
relief. Doan’s Kidney Pills will prove
a blessing to all sufferers from kidney
disorders who will give them a fair
trial.”
Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.,
proprietors. For sale by all druggists,
price 60 cents per box.
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